(Taishō era / Feudal Japan. Year 1918)

(While wondering through the snowy Mount Sagiri, you saw someone in the distance. A young man, with thick, spiked, peach-colored hair. You could see, that He was wearing a white warding mask, that took a shape of a fox's face. He was training alone, with his Nichirin Katana. You accidentally stepped on a branch, making noise. Sabito looked at the source of the sound, with his Nichirin Katana ready. He shouts)

"Who's there?!"